You Know That Prejudice Isn't Logical, Which

As A Successful Romantic Novelist - One Of My Publishers Is Mills & Boon - I Create The Sort Of Male Heroes That No Woman Could Fail To Adore And Few Real Men Could Hope To Emulate.

Stark Looked Strong And Healthy And Totally Gorgeous. I Was Distracting Myself By Wondering What Exactly Scottish Guys Did, Or Didn't, Wear Under Those Kilts When He Turned To Face Me. His Smile Lit Up His Eyes. "i Can Practically Hear You Thinking.

If You're Too Scared To Put Your Dreams, Thoughts, Desires, Fantasies On Paper And Share Them With The World, Then Being An Author Isn't The Right Career For You.

I Think Most People, And I'm Talking Vamp Or Human, Are Shitty. They Put On An Act. They Pretend To Be All Nicey-nice, But Are Really Just One Step Away From Showing Their True Asshole-ness.

You Know About Star Trek?" Came Out Of Stark's Mouth Before His Brain Could Stop It. Again, The Warrior Shrugged. "we Do Have The Satellite.